As you make it to the manor, you notice an eerie silence as you can’t see a single thing through the dimly lit windows. It was late in the afternoon, all the better to be entering what was rumoured to be the resting place of vengeful spirits. Two guards brandishing comedy masks and a dark purple hood stood in front of the entrance.
”You lot. Where is your attire?”
”don’t you know a meeting is being held?”
Viola strayed near the back of the group, glancing around uncomfortably. She wrung her hands together, hoping someone would answer the guards. As she wrung her hands together, her cloak opened a bit.
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Bruno looks down at the guards, trying to determine why there faces looks so weird. "Oh, er, attire? I don't really, well, you know." His hooves start stomping the ground impatiently. He looks around and answers the guards second question very bluntly. "Meeting? no. We don't even know where this place is, as far as I'm aware. Are there any demons in there? I think that's what we're here. Anyone know what we're doing here?" Brunor will look around at the party, seeing if anyone has something they want to say, or knows what we should do next.
Brennarsteps up to address the two figures. Persuastion Roll (12 -1) 11
"We have been on the road many days to get here. We are not prepared with mask and hood as you can see. Are there spares we might use since there is not time to strip down and change our clothes?"
They shockingly stand aside at Philips words, convinced he was some kind of high authority.
”Y-yes sir.”
”Pardon me, but here’s a spare mask.”
They hand the group each a comedy mask before opening the doors for him. Inside, cultists dressed like the guards sit in front of a stage. On this stage is a person seemingly preaching to the crowd.
”And If I can promise you anything, it’s that when our mission is successful, our Kingdom’s Tyrants will meet their end!”
Hearing Kuri's complaint, Viola ruffles the fur on the mouseling's head and offers a small smile. "I'm sure the adventure you seek will come soon. For now, we have a request to fulfill." Viola then takes the mask, nodding respectfully, and puts it on.
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Brunor will take the mask and muddle through putting it on his head. He can't figure out why anyone would want to wear something like this, but whatever.
Philip turns away and strides through the doors, calling over his shoulder, "Good man that one! Get his name, would you? Good help is so hard to find."
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Viola offered a polite smile. "Thank you sirs, I will inform his lordship." She bowed politely again and moved to Philip, relaying the names of the guards.
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Brennar fumbles about with the mask and hood as he struggles to cover his shield -- which boldly shows the symbol of Moradin upon it's face. He wraps it with his cloak and straps it to his back before slipping on the mask and hood. "Bloody nonsense. In the old days, a squad would have stormed the building; taken down the lot and sorted it all out once the job was done." he grumbled under his breath as he worked to cover any other signs of his devotion and vocation.
Viola offered a polite smile. "Thank you sirs, I will inform his lordship." She bowed politely again and moved to Philip, relaying the names of the guards.
"Excellent, now we have a patsy to throw into the outhouse if things go poorly."
He looks around briefly before whispering to the others (both out loud and in the minds of a few :P )
"Perhaps we should have discussed our goals before we entered, but I doubt simply murdering a few cultists would end an invasion. Information is the order of the day. For now."
He chooses a cultist dressed similarly to himself and shapeshifts to look like them. He moves nearer to them to hear voice and calls out (in their voice)
"We've been promised this before! Why is this any different?"
And then moves away and regains his previous appearance.
I'm guessing deception: 14
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Viola strayed near the back of the group, glancing around uncomfortably. She wrung her hands together, hoping someone would answer the guards. As she wrung her hands together, her cloak opened a bit.
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Bruno looks down at the guards, trying to determine why there faces looks so weird.
"Oh, er, attire? I don't really, well, you know." His hooves start stomping the ground impatiently.
He looks around and answers the guards second question very bluntly.
"Meeting? no. We don't even know where this place is, as far as I'm aware. Are there any demons in there? I think that's what we're here. Anyone know what we're doing here?"
Brunor will look around at the party, seeing if anyone has something they want to say, or knows what we should do next.
Brennar steps up to address the two figures. Persuastion Roll (12 -1) 11
"We have been on the road many days to get here. We are not prepared with mask and hood as you can see. Are there spares we might use since there is not time to strip down and change our clothes?"
Philip, unsure of the group and unwilling to trust, has been tailing the party at a distance.
He thinks to himself, "Well, time to make an entrance."
He stands and strides through the party and summonsthe arrogance that is its birthright, "Come now! Stand aside! We are expected within!"
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Dugar Rilsky, Reborn Undying Warlock / Aberrant Mind Sorcerer (retired)
Konstatin Markilov, Dhampir Lore Bard (retired)
Qela, Githyanki Gloomstalker Ranger
Thistlebottom, Fairy Swarmkeeper Ranger
Philip uses psychic whispers to connect to both Brennar and Brunor.
"I was at the library, but you didn't see me. Play along, you are my retinue."
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Dugar Rilsky, Reborn Undying Warlock / Aberrant Mind Sorcerer (retired)
Konstatin Markilov, Dhampir Lore Bard (retired)
Qela, Githyanki Gloomstalker Ranger
Thistlebottom, Fairy Swarmkeeper Ranger
Kuri mumbles, "Man, this is not the kind of haunted house I was wanting. What a drag."
"Sooner or later, your Players are going to smash your railroad into a sandbox."
-Vedexent
"real life is a super high CR."
-OboeLauren
"............anybody got any potatoes? We could drop a potato in each hole an' see which ones get viciously mauled by horrible monsters?"
-Ilyara Thundertale
They shockingly stand aside at Philips words, convinced he was some kind of high authority.
”Y-yes sir.”
”Pardon me, but here’s a spare mask.”
They hand the group each a comedy mask before opening the doors for him. Inside, cultists dressed like the guards sit in front of a stage. On this stage is a person seemingly preaching to the crowd.
”And If I can promise you anything, it’s that when our mission is successful, our Kingdom’s Tyrants will meet their end!”
Hearing Kuri's complaint, Viola ruffles the fur on the mouseling's head and offers a small smile. "I'm sure the adventure you seek will come soon. For now, we have a request to fulfill." Viola then takes the mask, nodding respectfully, and puts it on.
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Ulf shrugs and inspects the mask before putting it on and following the rest of the group. (Investigation +2 : 15)
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Brunor will take the mask and muddle through putting it on his head. He can't figure out why anyone would want to wear something like this, but whatever.
"Very good, thank you"
Philip turns away and strides through the doors, calling over his shoulder, "Good man that one! Get his name, would you? Good help is so hard to find."
Dugar Rilsky, Reborn Undying Warlock / Aberrant Mind Sorcerer (retired)
Konstatin Markilov, Dhampir Lore Bard (retired)
Qela, Githyanki Gloomstalker Ranger
Thistlebottom, Fairy Swarmkeeper Ranger
Brunor turns to the guard before ducking through the door.
"My uh, master would like to um, know your name. I guess."
Viola nods. "If you would please, good sir," she says with a slight bow.
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They turn and answer politely.
”Edward.”
”And Cassius.”
Jenson promptly forgets them.
Viola offered a polite smile. "Thank you sirs, I will inform his lordship." She bowed politely again and moved to Philip, relaying the names of the guards.
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Brennar fumbles about with the mask and hood as he struggles to cover his shield -- which boldly shows the symbol of Moradin upon it's face. He wraps it with his cloak and straps it to his back before slipping on the mask and hood. "Bloody nonsense. In the old days, a squad would have stormed the building; taken down the lot and sorted it all out once the job was done." he grumbled under his breath as he worked to cover any other signs of his devotion and vocation.
Kuri pats Brennar on the elbow, "I'm with you. I didn't think was a dress up party. Not scary at all..."
She follows the actions of the group and trails after being a little mope.
"Sooner or later, your Players are going to smash your railroad into a sandbox."
-Vedexent
"real life is a super high CR."
-OboeLauren
"............anybody got any potatoes? We could drop a potato in each hole an' see which ones get viciously mauled by horrible monsters?"
-Ilyara Thundertale
"Excellent, now we have a patsy to throw into the outhouse if things go poorly."
He looks around briefly before whispering to the others (both out loud and in the minds of a few :P )
"Perhaps we should have discussed our goals before we entered, but I doubt simply murdering a few cultists would end an invasion. Information is the order of the day. For now."
He chooses a cultist dressed similarly to himself and shapeshifts to look like them. He moves nearer to them to hear voice and calls out (in their voice)
"We've been promised this before! Why is this any different?"
And then moves away and regains his previous appearance.
I'm guessing deception: 14
Dugar Rilsky, Reborn Undying Warlock / Aberrant Mind Sorcerer (retired)
Konstatin Markilov, Dhampir Lore Bard (retired)
Qela, Githyanki Gloomstalker Ranger
Thistlebottom, Fairy Swarmkeeper Ranger
The preacher suddenly halts before proudly declaring, ”because we have the great Asmodeus and his legion with us!”
the crowd begins to clap and cheer.